A Thousand Dooms Lyrics

Identity's ensnared in the locus of bone, a grey voided consciousness, severed from perception
distorted in pungent and mouldering earth, disastrous hallucinations of memory and mind
obscure the self in sedimentary webs for eternity!

Desires are suppressed by the river's pull.
My reflections are the only floods there are.
Inspiration floats away in a gleaming carapace: a solemn Coleopter of fiercest presence, whose wings reflect the grimace of my tortured face, drawing in its dome the river's essence.

With everdwindling stages of orbital speed I'm spiralling up to the fireball . . .
cycles are breaking violently within me, the planes' collapse is exponential!
There is no mind, only a shadow of memory.
There is no soul, only an echo of pain . . .
The frightful truth of consciousness, is screaming in disordered brains.
The error of sapient creation, a being unrenewed.
The soil is fed with legions of corpses, but the mind only falls to decay.
An abysmal wrong born of celestial war, only a whisper in the darkest myths of man . . .